Poetry's Breath
A whispered wind, a canvas bright,
The poet's soul, a deep sea's call,
Where words like pearls in endless flight,
In rhythmic waves, they rise and fall,
A timeless echo, heard by all.
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Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2025
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